Two Poems by Michael T. Young

The Problem with Keeping Score

Road trips, drinks with friends, long walks
through woods, through cities.
It’s impossible to know how it all adds up.

Or what the losses will take. Maybe
that’s why we like games. They’re simple:
someone wins, someone loses

and there are numbers to prove it.
But you can’t score how morning light
dances around the rims of the eyes

you’ve fallen in love with, or the beauty
of rain multiplying clouds down the street,
how it is an unaccountable mercy

to have run even once through those baptisms
and come out the other end full of such joy,
you let the other guy win just to see him smile.

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Middle Passage

“At this moment, I saw more clearly than ever
the brutalizing effects of slavery upon slave and
slaveholder.”
—Frederick Douglass

Tracts of coral reef snaking under the waves,
the uncharted trails of seals and seabirds
are histories written in currents of erasure.
Yet they’ve endured longer than our books.
We have founded currencies on their shells,
industries of slavery that have come and gone
and come again, because the human story
rises like a tide of persistent calcifying spaces.
Gulls cry across those vacancies, scanning
for life in the waves, tucked within
the momentary voids, searching for that heart
before it falls like marine snow, down through
fathoms of water, and into a darkness so deep
there is no human name by which to call it.

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Michael T. Young’s third full-length collection, The Infinite Doctrine of Water, was longlisted for the Julie Suk Award. His previous collections are The Beautiful Moment of Being Lost and Transcriptions of Daylight. He received a Fellowship from the New Jersey State Council on the Arts. His chapbook, Living in the Counterpoint, received the Jean Pedrick Chapbook Award. He received honorable mention for the NJ Poets Prize for 2022 from The Journal of New Jersey Poets. His poetry has been featured on Verse Daily and The Writer’s Almanac. It has also appeared in numerous journals including Pinyon, River Heron Review, Talking River Review, and Vox Populi.

Storytelling by Michael T. Young

Storytelling

A man standing in the middle of 42nd Street said,
“Happiness is a cave with WiFi and my favorite beer.”

I believed him because he was naked
and the police were converging on him.

When he stretched out on the hot asphalt,
a pigeon crossed overhead from marquee to marquee.

That’s how I knew he was telling the story of our age.
Some reporter may write down his proclamations,

distinguish by them the gun from the plough,
and teach how stories caught in empty bottles

howl as long congressional breaths over their rims,
and other stories calcify into shells with seawater

cupped in their nacreous bowls. The differences in them
are that the final scripture etched in their salts

guides us to sip from troughs imparting the wisdom
that a hug is warmer than a smoking gun

and while your story is more interesting: hiking the Himalayas,
sharing shots of slivovitz with painters in Prague,

or your knees giving out at the World Trade Center Site
remembering you survived that day by two or three minutes—

it’s not my story. It would be thievery for me to tell it.
And though I was there that day too, I kept walking,

am walking still, so my story goes untold
because my knees are stronger, because telling a story

means stopping and sitting down, maybe with a beer,
maybe lying down on the hot asphalt until they carry you away.

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Michael T. Young’s third full-length collection, The Infinite Doctrine of Water, was longlisted for the Julie Suk Award. His previous collections are The Beautiful Moment of Being Lost and Transcriptions of Daylight. He received a Fellowship from the New Jersey State Council on the Arts. His chapbook, Living in the Counterpoint, received the Jean Pedrick Chapbook Award. His poetry has been featured on Verse Daily and The Writer’s Almanac. It has also appeared or is forthcoming in numerous journals including Cimarron Review, Gargoyle Magazine, One, RATTLE, and Valparaiso Poetry Review.